I get it.

I do get it. Why people like their dose of religion so much. Worlds a tough place, sometimes you need a little help slogging on. I'm not a big fan of embracing nonsense answers to life's tribulations though. Sure a frosty adult beverage and some recreational pharmaceuticals can help you through the day. There's no question that wallowing in consumer goods has a certain addictive charm. There is no doubt that a book of fairy tales wrapped carefully in some serious theatrics is more of a comfort than facing the world head on and alone.



3 Wars, the economy, Japan, April Fools storms, congress, Dancing With the Stars. Has it ever been this bad? The answer of coarse is yes. Yes many times over as a matter of fact. Now drugs and alcohol are unquestionably fun but if you need them to keep on keeping on you're in trouble. Buying stuff, owning stuff, all that gets you in the end is stuff. Nobody ever cried out on their death bed for one more day so they could complete their collection of Franklin Mint Glee collector plates. Ditto with religion, embrace it if you wish, but in the end you better have cash until you leave this world. Separate a man from his god: that's the real test. Will he still do good? In fact can it even be considered goodness if the payoff is infinite happiness?





I am pretty sure that most religions, while requiring you to do all that god stuff to save your soul, also expect you to do the heavy lifting in the here and now. So let's forget about god and get to business. I'll bet a six-pack of bud, 2 jay-birds, and an ipod that if we forget about god and just start feeding the poor, comforting the oppressed, loving our neighbors, and stop bombing people that annoy us, then god will come looking for us and she'll be please as punch that we finally got it right. If I'm wrong, and I'm never wrong, at least the world will be a great place to live.

I'm on a health kick. The plan is to be speedo worthy by this summer. (You will know that there is a god if you never see me in a speedo.) That means an egg white omelet with broccoli, beans, grits and black coffee. It also means watching other people eating lobster benedict. Mmmm lobster benedict! Oh well, I'll have my Sunday paper. I'll have a few bucks in my pocket, the people there know me and for a few hours the world will be a wonderful place. Now all I have to do is piggyback those hours onto the next few... and the next few... and the next few... if I keep doing that the world will be awesome in no time. It'll be as easy as losing weight. To do that all you have to do is exercise and eat egg white.... Sorry I'll be embracing the dark side now. Don't wait up for me.